“Being obliged to conceal myself, I was fortunate enough to meet with M. d’Artagnan, who was formerly one of your friends, I believe ?”

(page 10)

The old coquette understood the trick that had been played her. She was standing immediately before a large mirror, in which her decrepitude, so carefully concealed, was only made more manifest. And, thereupon, without even saluting Aramis, who bowed with the ease and grace of the musketeer of early days, she hurried away with trembling steps, which her very precipitation only the more impeded. Aramis sprang across the room, like a zephyr, to lead her to the door. Madame de Chevreuse made a sign to her servant, who resumed his musket; and she left the house where such tender friends had not been able to understand each other, only because they had understood each other too well.

(page 22)

“I was wounded, attacked by fever; my senses were gone, and I have only a very faint recollection of it all. But there is no reason why we should search very far, when the very man we want is close at hand. Is not d’Artagnan your friend?”

(page 96)

“I, monseigneur, wish you to be a king for the good of humanity.”

(page 235)

“I shall have made one man happy; and Heaven for that will hold me in better account than if I had made one man powerful; for that is far more difficult.”

(page 303)

“A friend’s word is the truth itself.”

(page 333)

“I would sooner, far sooner, have swallowed at one draught all the poisons that Mithridates drank in twenty years, in order to try to avoid death, than have betrayed my secret to the King.”

(page 402)

D’Artagnan seized a pistol and cocked it, hoping that the noise of the spring would stop his enemy.

(page 554)

Contrary to what always happens, whether in politics or morals, each kept his promise, and did honour to his engagements.

(page 706)